>>6319282You’re about three words away from rolling to dodge when the sound of the front door swinging open puts everyone on standby! Dangling from Rolo’s claw like an unruly ferret, you strain your ears as you struggle to hear what’s coming… and suss out why the two triplets guarding the door are so awfully quiet!
Your answer comes in the form of grey, stony eyes lazily rounding the corner like a shark searching for prey… and though their owner’s head barely reaches your waist, their sheer presence dispels any semblance of ire or activity amongst the Cartel Members…
Dropping you to the floor like a bag of groceries, Rolo is the first to stoop into a deep, almost reverent bow followed by Sixface, the Mzz’goe’virr girls, and finally Lutza and her employees!
If the newcomer notices, he doesn’t react–striding over with an almost lackadaisical pace, the grey-eyed Durher comes to a halt across from you… and <span class="mu-i">stares</span>.
“<span class="mu-i">B-boss…</span>” Rolo squeaks, still locked in his bow, “<span class="mu-i">W-why-</span>”
“Anton Peas… <span class="mu-i">right?</span>”
The Durher recites your name as if it were the setup to a joke. Even though you remain silent, something in your expression cracks the case. A wry grin spreads across the newcomer’s face as he slumps into the chair across from you and appraises you up and down with his unblinking, weary eyes!
“So,” He begins as if catching up with an old friend, “How’s my… <span class="mu-i">blushing bride</span>, hmm?”
<span class="mu-r">END OF THREAD 6</span>
